Chapter 1049： Hope and future (1/2)

The meteor suddenly appeared in Melita's field of vision, with bright tail marks and scorching flames, and opened a striking trajectory in this dim dusk, as if a sharp blade suddenly split Talrond. The sky-soon, it disappeared from everyone's sight, tilted and fell to the distant earth.

After a while, Melita saw a hazy cloud of fire and dust rising near the horizon.

"Have you seen that!?" Merita only reacted at this time, staring at Karador and other people with wide eyes, "Is that... just a meteor!?"

"Meteor?" Calador said softly subconsciously, he raised his head-many dragons on the scene also raised their heads, and then most of them suddenly retracted their gaze to the sky like a conditioned reflex, as if feared The punishment that is coming is average, but that punishment has not yet come - looking at the stars is no longer a taboo on the continent of Tarrond.

Calador had only time to see the afterglow of the sky.

"That's weird... I don't know if it is a shooting star," Melita still looked into the distance, her tone a little uncertain, "I only accidentally saw a shooting star a few times, but the one just now... seems to be better than me. The meteors you have seen are slower, and there are long flames and smoke..."

Calador retracted his gaze toward the horizon, his gaze fell again on the container in front of Noretta. Before paying attention to the disappearing stars from the horizon, he first continued the previous topic: "We are going to take those dragons The egg is rescued-the one with less injury, the one with physical strength, and the one who can fly, stand up."

Melita looked around, and before she looked around the audience, there were already one figure after another from the dragon group.

"I still don't think it's a good idea to use my claws to dig those polymer smelts and alloy barriers," the black dragon not far from Melita shook his head, "but let me count as me-the black dragon is at least strong. a little."

Karador nodded: "Okay, then let's..."

Before the red dragon’s words fell, a sound of dragon wings agitating the air suddenly came from the sky. Melita subconsciously followed her reputation and saw a huge and old dragon spreading its wings, from the sky. Slowly descend.

It was a black dragon, but due to being too old, almost all the scales on his whole body were gray-white. A lot of traces of implant modification were all over his body. From forehead to tail, almost every inch of scales could be seen glowing. Metallic components-at this moment, many of the implants have been extinguished, and many parts are obviously being removed in half. This makes the old dragon look like a walk from a museum. The ancient machinery that came out was vicissitudes, ancient, majestic, but scarred.

At the moment the black dragon descended from the sky, almost all the dragons on the scene lowered their heads, even Melita was no exception-she recognized the identity of the black dragon, this is the great elder of the Senate, Du Lord Kemore. Although the Senate and the Senate are two independent institutions, Merita has rarely had contact with the members of the Senate, but at this moment, there is no difference between the Senate and the Senate on the land of Tarrond. , A surviving ancient dragon is the supreme treasure.

"Elder Duke Moore," the red dragon Calador immediately stepped forward, "Why are you here? Your implant surgery has not been completed. These components must be removed as soon as possible..."

"I'm okay-the advantage of the primitive implant is that even if it is out of the Omega system, its basic life-sustaining function can still function normally," Elder Dukemore said slowly in a hoarse voice, "You just saw Did something fall from the sky? It landed on the northwest side of the camp..."

"I saw it!" Melita said immediately, "It looks like a shooting star!"

"Meteor?" Duke Moore lowered his head, staring at Merita with huge gray eyes and a mechanical eye. "No, that's not a meteor... I received the ancient navigation signal, that is our leader. came back……"

Then he didn't care about Melita and the expressions of confusion and confusion of the dragons around him, but turned directly to Karador: "I need one or two helpers to go to the crash site with me to investigate the situation."

Melita blinked. Although she was still a little confused, she knew that Elder Duke Moore dragged this body to appear here for a very important purpose. She looked at Noretta, who was standing not far away. And the compatriots who were about to set off to dig the dragon eggs, then stood up without hesitation: "I'll go with you-the others are going to the hatchery to find if there are any surviving dragon eggs."

"Well, then, Merita, you will act with Elder Dukemore. The others who have just stood up to go with Noreta to dig out dragon eggs in the ruins of the incubator factory," Calador nodded quickly, and looked at the old man before him. The black dragon, "Elder, is only Merita a helper enough? If it is not enough, there will be..."

"Enough, we are just investigating the situation," Elder Duke Moore said in a deep voice, "I will take care of this, and at the same time...I hope you can go all out to save those dragon eggs-that is The hope and future of Tarrond."

...

To the northwest of the Argundor ruins, after crossing a molten lava lake and a steep wall that had solidified into glass, it was the final crash site of the Tarrond.

The big pit created by the fall of the core cabin is still filled with amazing heat. The smoke that rises is mixed with the unique smell of burning certain polymers. The liquid material leaked from the spacecraft’s pipes is spilled on the side of the pit, and it is rising. Burning with blue-green flames.

At the bottom of the big pit, a group of twisted metal that is almost invisible is half buried in the loose and hot mud and sand. The appearance of the metal is extremely miserable, as if it has experienced difficult challenges that the world cannot imagine. , But even so, part of its core frame structure is still stable, and the reinforced alloy wall covering the frame remains largely intact.

This was an astonishing fall-but it was also a "safe crash" that was accurately calculated.

After dozens of minutes, the wreckage that fell from space finally had something else: loud noises came from the depths of the wreckage, as if someone inside it was hitting the distortions with great force. The deformed alloy guard plate, and bright light shines from the gap between the guard plate and the frame. It seems that someone is using powerful magic to cut the deformed and stuck frames. This rough "dismantling" process continues. It took a long time, and finally with a loud sound of metal breaking and flying out, a large piece of the protective plate on the surface of the wreck was finally removed and flew straight out of the fall pit.